Tekster: Houston Calls. High Rise.

I'll save this for late night
a cup of coffee and a long walk through the park
down from this rooftop I see the pond and the great lawn through the dark
just when should I tell you?
that's always been the toughest part
I know how it ends but not how it starts

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So this is how I choose to bring this around
an that's all for now
I'm running out of time, just tell me how to make this right
because I'm sick of planning ways to make you mine
recounting all the lines I'd give to your expectant eyes
but I failed to see the signs

It's not the first time that my thoughts would get the best of me
so I'll keep to myself, and just keep on thinking wishfully
I know that this won't help
I need to say this to your face
We both know this talk won't take place

[Chorus]

Don't bother to tell me
this time I can see in your eyes
that I'm caught between perfect lies and an impossible dream

Just tell me how to make this right
because I'm sick of planning ways to make you mine
recounting all the lines I'd give to your expectant eyes
but I failed to see the signs

[Chorus]